The Good, The Bad and the Uncertain

I’ve kept thinking it’s time to do an update blog, but the longer I leave it the harder it feels. I do know that at the end of 2025, I felt relieved – a difficult year. Surely 2026 will be better. But not so far, other than one or two bright moments.

One of those bright moments was a story of mine being awarded second place in Redbud Writing Project’s Coppice Prize. It’s an old story, re-reading it felt a little strange, but I was very pleased to have won of course. It will be published in an anthology later this year. Another nice piece of news is that another old story that was published in 2012 is going to be republished in Raven Chronicles Press anthology “How the Light Gets In”.

And the rest? Well, the co-housing project David and I have been involved in since 2018 has proved unworkable for us, for various reasons. I did an enormous amount of work for it, mostly admin and research, but there were almost weekly zoom meets, in person meets and a property was finally bought after an incredibly stressful buying process. But in the end we realised it was not for us. I have spent most of the year in a process of grief about this, our dream of living in community, with lots of trees and land… not to be. And there is the issue of our financial investment being returned, which will happen, but we don’t know when. Our plan ‘B’ – to buy something ourselves, relies on getting this investment back.

And then there is my health. Needless to say the stress of the above hasn’t helped. But two things happened: a serious flare up of my sciatica (I have a prolapsed disc in my spine, pinching a nerve down my left leg). It had been managed really well with medication and strengthening exercises, but I then hurt the other side of my back and when that cleared up, the sciatica became intolerable. We doubled the medication, but that had the effect of almost destroying my short term memory and impairing my cognitive function, so I am trying to reduce, but it’s hard. I am seeing a physiotherapist, and being diligent with the exercises, but there are days where I am in almost intolerable pain. I’m waiting for another MRI, but that could take many, many months.

As if that wasn’t enough, I had a period. I’m 64 and haven’t had one for over 15 years. I was fast tracked for a pelvic ultrasound, which showed thickening of the lining of the womb, by almost double. I’m now fast tracked for a hysteroscopy under full anaesthetic to have a closer look at what is happening and to take a biopsy, as there is some chance that there is cancer. I don’t really go to worst case scenarios, but to once again have to have unpleasant things done to my body feels, well, not good to say the least. The procedure is happening on the 23rd of August, a week before my birthday.

What else? Ronan. Of course this is a greater worry for me than my own health, as always. He’s still quite wobbly after his adverse reaction to Solensia (two shots, last one last October), but the blood tests done early this year now show hyperthyroidism. He is also early stage CKD (chronic kidney disease) but I’ve known about this for a couple of years. However lately he’s been drinking too much, and this could mean worsening of CKD or hyperthyroidism … or? Well he’s getting blood tests done this week, so I should know soon. Please send good vibes his way!

He hates the many heat waves that have occurred and are still occurring, and spends most of his time under ‘his’ chair in the bedroom. I am trying to take him out three times a day as it seems to be the one thing that helps his ataxia (lack of coordination in the hindquarters) which is what the Solensia caused. Please, please, do not give your cat this drug, nor your dog Librela, which is the equivalent. It was supposed to help with arthritis pain but instead made him more or less disabled. I will never forgive myself for not researching the drug more carefully: It stops Nerve Growth Factor in the brain, which does stop pain signals, but of course NGF is needed for multiple functions in the body. Having joined the various Facebook groups I now know horrifyingly more than I ever wanted about this drug. Ronan possibly got off lightly (did it cause his hyperthyroidism?), as there are many animals who died or suffered truly awful side-effects. A very similar drug, tanezumab, was created for humans, but was pulled due to the side-effects in the trials. These drugs actually cause joint damage. There are a number of vets and neurological vets campaigning against use of Librela and Solensia and doing studies to show the damage they do. It is truly awful to see Ronan struggle to do things he could do last year.

To keep myself sane I’m trying to get back to another edit of my comic novel, Seagull Pie – set in Donegal and based on my own experience as a young teenager there. I have two fantastic friends helping me on this, who are insistent it should, will, be published. I do hope so.

Previous blogs of mine on my physical situation:
Stopping the Fight
The Untellable Tale
My Late-Stage Lyme Treatment
My Late-Stage Lyme Diagnosis
The Art of Illness: Part Two
The Art of Illness
Finding Home
Doctor, Doctor
44 Weeks
Still Suffering
ROCKS AND FLOWERS
Feeling Normal
The Real Story
The Unendurable, Part Two
The Unendurable
IT’S NOT COVID
More Things I Don’t Want To Talk About
On Being Invisible

ECLIPSE

My cnf flash ECLIPSE has been awarded Runner Up in the WOW! Women on Writing Creative Nonfiction Essay contest. Second time I’ve placed in their competitions in six months! The other was for a previously published piece, What Men Want. Have a look at that post to read about this lovely organisation. I will also have another interview up soon. 

I’m in the midst of my first COVID infection which has been awful, so this is a bright light for me at the moment, so grateful. 

Many thanks to everyone at WOW! Women on Writing. What fantastic work you do for women writers!

Image by A Owen from Pixabay

WHAT MEN WANT (again)

I’m super happy that my cnf flash What Men Want is Runner Up in the WOW! Women on Writing Creative Nonfiction Essay contest. I didn’t discover this amazing group until recently. They not only run competitions, but courses and articles, and they also list a number of writing resources on their website. Unusually they accept work that has already been published, which means this piece of mine gets a new lease of life, but more importantly the lovely emails I’ve had back and forth with the organisers were a highlight of the recent months for me – much needed as I’ve been in quite a funk. The emails were supportive, encouraging, personal. Most competitions don’t engage to this level. AND, I have an interview! WOW! asked me questions about the piece, about my writing process, and about the book I was commissioned to write from Story Machine (slated for publication later this year). You can read the interview here

Many thanks to all at WOW! Women on Writing. What great work you do for women writers!

The Stockholm Writers Festival First Pages Prize

I had to keep it all hush-hush until the award presentation on May 3rd, but oh it was a happy moment when I heard my memoir/creative non-fiction manuscript won second place in the Stockholm Writers Festival First Pages Prize. First prize went to Sara Johnson Allen, and third to Sarah Fuchs.

As I recently said to Lizzie Harwood, Vice President and First Pages Prize Founder (and author of the wonderful memoir “Xamnesia“), it is very unusual for a writer’s prize package to not only offer a really generous award in financial terms, but also to cover festival fee, accommodation, a travel stipend AND developmental editing of the first pages. I very much doubt there is another competition that does this, anywhere.

With this competition, it felt to me the Festival was not only hoping to give encouragement to the prize-winning writers, but really looking to support them to take a step forward with their work and their career. It’s nice to win competitions but then you go back to your quiet little room and try to face the blank page yet again. It’s a short lived ‘high’. But winning one of the prizes for the First Pages Prize felt totally different, as if I had been taken by the hand and guided, supported, inspired, encouraged in my long term journey of being a writer.

I had not been to the Stockholm Writers Festival before, nor to Stockholm, and to be honest I was bowled over.

The Festival has a very specific focus: to help writers find their path to getting published. In fact you cannot enter the First Pages competition if you have a literary agent.

There was so much about the Festival that impressed me. I have been given an award for my writing in public before, but it was a fairly short-lived moment in the spotlight. This time, the judge, Paul McVeigh, spent some time talking about each of the entries and what it was that impressed him. I am sure I was not alone amongst the winners in feeling a little weepy with gratitude as I sat there, listening to what he said. The prize was also presented by Jonas Nabbedo, Vice Mayor of Culture and Clydette de Groot of the de Groot Foundation (who generously support the prize packages), and they both gave heart-felt and inspiring talks about the importance of prizes for writers, and about the importance of writing. After this, all three winners had the opportunity to read from the first page of their manuscript. I love giving readings (I flubbed my lines!).

The Festival’s organisers keep the participation numbers fairly small, and this means that although I may not have managed to befriend everyone, it still felt intimate and easy to forge connections. The sessions I attended were exceptional, including Jane Friedman‘s “How To Get Your Book Published”; Julie Cohen’s “Learning Story Structure from Pixar Films”, Jess Lourey and Jennifer Dahlberg‘s “From Traditional to Indie” and Paul McVeigh‘s “Creating your Platform”. And although some sessions overlapped, it was possible to have a ‘taster session’ with each of the faculty during one of the events. I was able to spend 20 minutes with Cassie Gonzales on ‘Making Your Dialogue Do the Heavy Lifting’ for example.

I learned SO much. I have a notebook literally packed with scribbles.

I pitched my novel to two highly regarded agents. I have never I’ve done this before – not in person. Terrifying, but great practice. Both agents want to see the novel, and one in particular I felt a strong connection to (I must do another read-through to make sure it’s in the best shape possible!).

I also was honoured to be able to spend time with Clydette and Charles de Groot. What a pleasure! And special mention should go to the efficient (and gorgeous) team of volunteers who were on hand whenever I was confused, or lost (or lost something!).

I did make friends during the weekend, and I want to return to Stockholm as the little I saw I loved. So all in all a truly spectacular, informative time.

If you have read my previous two blogs about my ‘health situation’ you might wonder how I manage to participate in such a full-on Festival. The truth is it is incredibly challenging. I usually spend about 15 of each 24 hours lying prone in some form or other – trying to sleep. sleeping, resting. And this was 15 hours of sessions, events, walking, connecting…. It was hard. Very hard. At times I felt horrendous. But I was also doing something I love to do: spend time with other writers. Usually I get quite ill after such intense periods of activity. So far I’m just mindlessly exhausted (hence how long it’s taken me to write this blog), so I’m crossing thumbs all the positive energy from the Festival has helped my immune-system.

Photography: Birgit Walsh Photography
(The photograph of the volunteers which was taken by Catherine Pettersson Founder of the Stockholm Writers Festival)